Chapter 3300: Heart in the White Clouds, Body in the Red Dust
"Ah! Murder!"
She was stunned for a moment, then turned around and saw Wen Wuyu, who was resting in the shed, suddenly go crazy and shout at the old uncle holding a wooden sword in fear: "Murder! Murder!"
The people around him originally thought that he was relatively quiet today and had not made much noise on the way here, so they thought his condition had improved. However, they did not expect him to suddenly go crazy at this time.
Several soldiers immediately went over and held him down, shouting, "What are you making a fuss about?"
"We are doing serious business, please be quiet."
"Excuse me, my uncle. How many lives do you have?"
Normally, if he got mad, Wen Bieyu would either comfort him or someone around him would scold him, and he would calm down. But today, Wen Wuyu refused to be quiet. Even when those people pinned his hands down and handcuffed his upper body to the table, he still struggled and shouted, "Murder! He's going to kill someone!"
Nan Yan couldn't help but frown.
At this time, the old uncle also saw the movement below. He was puzzled and slowly walked down the altar with a wooden sword in his hand. Seeing him approaching step by step, Wen Wuyu was so scared that his whole body was shaking, trembling like a leaf in the wind and rain, and he shouted desperately: "Don't kill me, don't kill me!"
The old uncle walked to the side of the table and looked at his face, which was squeezed and deformed as he was pressed against the table.
Before in the Commandant's Mansion, this man hid behind the Imperial Concubine when he saw him. The old uncle thought he was just crazy and was afraid of seeing strangers. But along the way, he was relatively quiet. But when he saw him pick up the wooden sword and go crazy, he couldn't help but be alert.
The old uncle carefully identified him for a while and made sure that he had never seen this person before.
Then he said, "My good believer, I don't recognize you, nor do I know who you are. Why do you accuse me of murder?"
“…”
"I have killed people before, but that was before I became a monk."
“…”
"Nowadays, I don't kill people, I only save them. This sword is also a peach wood sword used for rituals, it can't kill people."
He was very patient and treated Wen Wu Yu with the same care and guidance as he would an ordinary person. He even lifted up the wooden sword and scratched it on his hand twice to indicate that it would not hurt anyone at all.
However, Wen Wuyu's eyes were red with anxiety. At this moment, he seemed to be completely unable to hear what others said, nor could he see what he was doing. He just trembled desperately and muttered: "Murder... Murder..."
Nan Yan also frowned.
Wen Wuyu had been very nervous since he first saw the old uncle at the Duwei Mansion. Now, he was making such a fuss again...
The old uncle sighed and turned to look at Nan Yan: "Your Highness, this man - could it be that he served in the army in the past and saw me killing people? I have never seen him before."
Nan Yan looked at Wen Wuyu with a complicated expression, then looked at the old uncle, and said, "Uncle, please forgive me. This man has a complicated background. His ancestors were guarding Yumen Pass. He has been staying at Yumen Pass since he was born. It was only a few years ago that he was taken to the capital by the emperor for treatment."
“…”
"It's not right to say that he saw his uncle kill someone. Unless—"
As she spoke, she looked towards the old uncle.
"Unless, my uncle has killed someone at Yumen Pass."
This sentence was originally meant to help the old uncle deny it.
However, after hearing the three words "Yumen Pass", the old uncle's face changed a little. When he heard Nan Yan's last words, the wooden sword in the old uncle's hand suddenly fell to the ground.
"Empress!"
At this moment, He Yi's voice suddenly rang out from the side. He walked over with a serious expression and said in a deep voice, "Wen Wu Yu has always been talking nonsense. Why should Your Majesty take his words seriously?"
“…”
"Besides, isn't the most important thing right now a big deal?"
“…”
"The Emperor has sent word that Lord Chen will launch an attack at sunset. We cannot afford even the slightest misstep. Otherwise, if we fail to achieve our goal, we will be condemned to eternal damnation."
His last words were quite serious.
However, what he said makes sense.
No matter how important the matter was at this moment, it couldn't be more important than the important matter at hand. Nan Yan frowned and thought for a moment, then said to the soldiers holding Wen Wuyu, "Take him aside first, don't hurt him, wait a little longer—"
She originally wanted to say that she would ask questions later, but when she saw He Yi's serious expression, she didn't say it.
With just a wave of his hand, several soldiers immediately dragged Wen Wuyu up. Wen Wuyu stared at Nan Yan with red eyes, and said incoherently: "You have to be careful, you have to be careful, he will kill women, he will kill women!"
Nan Yan's brows furrowed even tighter.
After Wen Wuyu was dragged away, she slowly turned around and saw that the old uncle was pale. Even the blazing sunset shining on his face couldn't dispel the despair in his eyes. Nan Yan thought for a moment and said softly, "This man has been crazy for many years. Uncle, don't worry about what he says."
The old prince looked up at her and suddenly started coughing.
When she talked to him before, she felt that the old uncle would cough unintentionally sometimes. Nan Yan didn't pay much attention to it. After all, he was old and couldn't compare with young people. But this time she felt that the old uncle's cough was particularly heavy, and it felt like her whole chest was shaking and about to break.
She subconsciously reached out to support the elder.
The old uncle took a step back. Fortunately, He Yi quickly supported him, picked up the wooden sword that had fallen to the ground, and said softly, "Master, can you still hold on?"
The old uncle covered his mouth and coughed twice, then took the wooden sword.
He looked up at Nan Yan, then smiled and said, "I have practiced for so many years, but I never thought that my heart is outside the white clouds, but my body is in the world."
The heart is outside the white clouds, but the body is in the red dust?
What does this mean?
Nan Yan frowned and was about to ask him, but the old uncle waved his hand, turned around with the peach wood sword in hand and walked towards the altar again.
He was originally a sturdy old man who remained very upright even with the passing of time. But at this moment, as he slowly walked towards the altar in the setting sun, his back became noticeably hunched. Looking at his suddenly old back, Nan Yan felt as if he was suffocating due to the sudden memories and couldn't even straighten his back.
My heart is outside the white clouds, my body is in the world...
Nan Yan murmured these words.
At this time, the sun was setting slowly into the ground.
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